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 | | Name: | Kraven in Columbus  Offline | | State: | Georgia | | Species: | | | Gender: | Male | | Age: | 30.5 | | Relationship: | Rather Not Say | | Sexuality: | Bi-Sexual | Group
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| | Member ID: | 13542 | | Status: | Offline | | Last Active: | 10-08-2020 14:16 PM | | Profile Views: | 4853 | | Distance: | Miles | | Skype: | Hidden from Guests | | Kik: | Hidden from Guests | | YIM: | Hidden from Guests | | FurAffinity: | Hidden from Guests | | Facebook: | Hidden from Guests |
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About Me:
A perfect gentleman, Kraven Solomon comes from a long long long line of European royalty that gained their wealth from marrying into Egyptian royalty.
Or at least, that's what he tells most people.
If one were to ask with just the right inflection in just the right language, the histories of the world would flash in front of their eyes, revealing to them a tragic struggle between chaos and order, cold and warmth, and of course light and dark. In the midst of that struggle you would see a set of tragic heros, trying their best to control the world that was birthed by their own hubris. They, the asked, would be seeing the gods of old. Among these gods would be a man, scythe in one and and scales in the other, meeting out black and icy death without recourse. That, is Kraven, a shapeless being cloaked in a black robe. Death incarnate. Fatality personified. Peace. Rest. The end.
These heros would win victory after victory against nameless foes. Many would have fallen, but not in vain, because the world survived the battle, and even more importantly, a new race of beings, inferior to the gods, but still full of hope and energy, was thriving.
The gods were now meant to rule these new beings, to guide them, to make sure that they didn't destroy what the gods had fought so hard for.
The years passed. Wars raged. Peaces were formed from the ashes. Love was formed, while hatred flowed freely. Humanity was lovely...but for the gods, it bored them. Not humanity, no they were interesting, it was the ruling over them that got a bit boring after a while. So they decided to walk amongst men for a while, using disposable bodies to hide their true selves. That is Kraven now, walking amongst the living, even though he is the shepherd of the dead.
Is he somber, morose at the sight of constant death all around him? Is he disillusioned to the world, able to enjoy none of the world's desires? In a word, no. His likes include living lavishly and relatively, and allowing a few worthy mortals to stay in his employ.
Things Kraven likes: books. Drugs. Money. Uniforms or other snazzy forms of dress. Hair care. Feminine posteriors. Fine art. Jazz
Dislikes of Kraven: gravediggers. Thieves. Weight loss diet pills. Communism. Socialism. The thing the kids call...John Cena?. Bad grammar or spelling.
-Due to technical difficulties, pictures can't really get to my profile currently. However, for reference, Kraven is a lithe, 6'5" Jackal with black fur and black and gold dred locks.
Ahem. This is Kraven, the owner of the concept of death(tm), and I would like to state that the best place to chat with me would be Kik. If you've read this far, then you've earned the right to talk to me through that medium without a message on this site. Feel free to contact me if you wish to chat or role-play, or whatever it is the kids call it these days. Although, let it be known that in any fantastical role play I keep my abilities toned to only a smidgen above the maximum of human ability.
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